MR ( / Wisconsin Rapids, Wisconsin)

Unmanifest Destiny

Here nod the tulips,
There the hyacinths,
A pebbled path leads downward
Toward a labyrinth. Footloose I wander
Through the maze of yews,
Revelling in excitement
That complexity renews. Each opening is adventure
Each turn a derring-do.
Vistas beckoning onward
Render choices new. They say life needs direction,
Truly, this makes sense.
But sheer joy in not knowing
Brings ample recompense.

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